southwest strangla lyrics – insane clown posse

ahhh, make way for the lunatic
i wanna stop, i drive by the camp quick
i want necks 2 or 3 maybe more
to squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more
i came up, walkin down boulavard
then this girl, she makes my n*ts*ck hard
i don’t know, what about my mental state
they might find a b*tch dead, there’s nothin else that i hate less
hey man jump in, toots, hungary? well i got some, nuts
oh sh*t, she’s runnin on my w*ng
then somethin goes, snap, bang
eh b*tch, ha ha, die
her neck long, skinny like a french frie
so i twist, turn, tangle then i strangle
cuz i’m the southwest strangla

i want necks, long, tall, skinny
any ol’ necks at all, if any jenny, linny, sidney, sue
i want, necks, so i go to the zoo
i choke a pelican, i did it right
i choke an ostrich, long *ss neck
but i’d rather be killen at the prom
i pick up my date, i get to meet her mom
h*llo miss i hurry home quick
all i wanna do is choke her neck a bit
worry not, i bring the corpse back
i just wanna hear a neck bone snap
why me? hey i’m sweatin comosion, dillusion, confusion, psycho
all i wanna do is kiss you good-bye
before i mangle ya
cuz i’m the southwest strangla

i got the southside scared, cuz i’m weird
i was a freak in the 2nd grade i had a beard
i sit alone in the back of the art cl*ss
and draw necks with a big red dash
i never thought i’d be a lunatic
a descrase, a droped out mental case
i quit school, but i never left the hall
i grab kids and drag ’em in between a wall
hear ’em scream, echo through the gym cl*ss
you hear me chokin b*tches up in the wind shaft
they call me, the ghost of the bad lands
but i’m really just a killa, with big hands
allow me to squeeze your neck dear
until your brains pop dead out your f*cken ear
burry them in my back yard with a twisted spine broken bones

…cuz i’m the strangla

/ insane clown posse lyrics